If it's not one thing it's another

This pregnancy has been nothing but stress, and it's not even my health. It's my husband's. It feels like since early in my pregnancy his health has just started declining really bad. First, he got pneumonia. Have no idea how that happened, but it did. Then he got COVID 19 and that was scary. I had to quarantine too because we live together so we had to break into our savings since neither of us could work. I though COVID 19 was the scariest thing that would happen. He continued to keep getting sick. He got strep throat, then pick eye. It had just been miserable for him. But the worst thing that happened, was he was just feeling off. I don't really know how to explain it because he didn't really explain it to me. He thought maybe he had cancer again. He's a cancer survivor. He went to see his doctor and I drove him. I waited out in the parking lot because I couldn't go with him. He got in the car and said "There's good news and bad news". I asked what was the good news. He said he didn't have cancer. I said "Okay good. And bad news". He says "Well my left kidney is failing". So fucking nonchalant. Like that's just natural for your kidney to fail. He then fucking says "If I don't die by the end of 2020, I'm buying a lottery ticket!" That made me so fucking mad. I get he's the type of person to cope with things with humor, but not the fucking time! After a few doctors appointments it's become clear he's gonna need a new kidney so he's on dialysis. I feel like I'm stressing out about this more than he is. He's just going on with his day. Because of his health we don't know if it's a good idea for him to come to the hospital with me. Even his bosses are having him work from home. There's a good chance I may give birth alone. I don't know why this year with our first pregnancy keeps hitting us like this. I also feel like I can't complain about anything with my pregnancy, because even though I've been uncomfortable, it doesn't amount to how uncomfortable my husband has been all year. So I just suck everything up, get some housework done, go to work, and not complain. We are trying to find someone else willing to be there for me to give birth and we decide it's best that he stays home. I've been trying really hard not to stress out, but its so hard with everything going on. I needed to vent and get this all out because I'm tired of holding everything in. I'm miserable. I'm stressed, I'm in pain because I'm so pregnant. I'm exhausted